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With love and tenderness these young men carefully
create the potion that would ultimately lead to their doom. |
The first taste of the finished brew.
Who needs glasses anyway? |
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These lovely specimens look doubtful. Is it drugged?
Are they liable to wake up with their knickers round their ankles - hell! why should
tonight be any different from normal? |
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Things are going well. All members are still able to
freely converse, although a phenomenon known as 'talking arse' is on the increase and two
of the 'men' have managed to corner one of the laydeez, who looks more than a little
frightened. |
| The drink must hitting home, one of the merry band
is attempting his world famous Tommy Copper impression. - Jus' like that. (Or is he just
trying to get to the toilet)
The assemble audience waits with baited breathe. Will he fall? Will
his magic trick be a success to wow the crowds? |
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Joe's wrist, bending at exactly 21.7 degrees signals
the beginning of what is known as the 'Joe you're a faggot' stage of the evening. Although the rather shady character to his right could be about to do
anything! |
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What more can be said... |
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The excitment proves too much for this chap. He
realises the error of his ways and tries to rid himself of the foul brew, before it's
molten grip tears his system apart. |
Joe attempts to impress the young lady
by pouring the drink in to his left eye. |
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'See that, see that' says Joe, 'I'm 'ard as nails'
(before passing out and throwing drink all over himself). |
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This picture accurately proves a number of things that
can only occur once the drink has reached it's zenith of destruction. 1. Aliens only visit Earth during severe drinking binges, notice the pink
face of the 'mother alien' just past Wallaces right shoulder.
2. Although normally a person can not see round corners, this young
mans vision has become so warped he can actually see the alien pulling a face in the
background. |
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An attempt to communicate with the aliens? Or just a
pissed up arse trying to lick his own forehead? |
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The evening finally claims it's first victim. In a
sudden fit of madness this chap, attempts to suck up the piss form the toilet bowl.
Proving again, that super powers are granted whilst drunk. |
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OK. So maybe he WAS throwing up - nice effort! |
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Joe attempts to stop his brains leaking out of the top
of his head. - Too late! |
It obviously hurts... |
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As he goes one of the guests shows his appreciation for
Truncheon |
